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Many political supporters of genetically engineered (GE) foods are feasting on organics, while promoting unlabeled GE foods for everyone else, including Mitt Romney, President Obama, and former Presidents George W. Bush and Bill Clinton.
At present, the race is neck-to-neck between Romney and Obama in terms of not doing anything to protect or promote safer, more healthful organic foods for average Americans. Instead, both of them, while on organic diets themselves, promote untested GE foods for the masses
According to a former White House executive chef, Laura Bush was "adamant that in ALL CASES, if an organic product was available it was to be used in place of a non-organic product," and Mitt Romney's wife, Ann, has publicly credited a combination of organic foods and holistic medicine for turning her health around after she was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 1998
In a 2008 interview, Michelle Obama is quoted as saying: "...you start reading the labels and you realize there's high-fructose corn syrup in everything... Everything that's in a bottle or a package is like poison in a way that most people don't even know..."
While the Obama's appear well-informed about the health dangers of processed foods in general and genetically engineered foods specifically, their personal belief system has not filtered into the food policies that affect the rest of the population. On the contrary, the President has appointed a number of former Monsanto employees into key federal positions that wield near-absolute power over agricultural issues, while ignoring his pre-election promise to "immediately" label genetically engineered foods once elected into office
We have no real champions for food safety and labeling of genetically engineered foods within the federal government. But right now we do have a great opportunity to change this situation by circumventing the federal system entirely and supporting California's Proposition 37 to label GE foods. This CA law would have a national effect
Over the past few years, an interesting pattern has emerged, where political supporters of genetically engineered (GE) foods are feasting on organics, while promoting unlabeled GE foods for everyone else.
Most recently, Mother Jones1 discussed how Presidential hopeful Mitt Romney – whose ties to Monsanto go back to the late 1970's when GE crops were still in the R&D phase – reportedly makes sure his own meals are nothing but organic...
According to Peter Alexander of MSN Today:2
"On Romney Air, or Hair Force One – as Reuters' Steve Holland like to call it – Mitt Romney has his own galley in 'forward cabin.' And, while I've never been invited up front, sources close to the campaign tell me the shelves are stocked with a wide variety of healthy fare. Kashi cereals, hummus, pita, as well as organic applesauce.
Everything's organic, I'm told, including the ingredients to Romney's favorite, peanut butter and honey sandwiches."
Even more interesting, in a 2002 article3 about Romney's wife, Ann, she credits a combination of organic foods and holistic medicine for turning her health around after she was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 1998. The profile reads in part:
"...She was 49 at the time, and the disease was progressing rapidly, she says, prompting the doctors to put her on steroids, which made her so sick she could barely get out of bed. 'They were killing me,' she says of the treatment. 'You have bone loss; they are so bad for you.'
Mrs. Romney was introduced to several practitioners of holistic medicine, who persuaded her to adopt alternative therapies. She now eats organic foods and very little meat. She practices reflexology and undergoes acupuncture treatments. She credits the lifestyle with turning her health around...
'Everyone has to find their own way,' she says. 'Three years ago I was really, really sick and not able to function at all. A lot of the symptoms are [now] gone...'"
Mrs. Romney isn't the only success story in which food played a center role in beating multiple sclerosis (MS). Last year I posted an article about Dr. Terry Wahls, who reversed MS after seven years of deterioration on the best conventional treatments available, simply by changing her diet.
Wouldn't it be a nice change of pace if our agricultural authorities, not to mention our President, could reach into their hearts and find the humanity to fight for everyone's right to eat wholesome food that doesn't contain foreign DNA, built-in pesticides, and an inordinate amount of synthetic chemicals so that diseases such as MS and cancer could be curtailed before they even get a foothold?
If GE Foods are So Great, Why Won't the Elite Eat Them?
While Obama has been a huge supporter of Big Biotech during his term, Romney is just as "tight" with Monsanto, having actually successfully guided the company out of lawsuits with Congress in the shameful aftermath of Agent Orange (a Monsanto creation, which was supposed to be harmless to everything except vegetation), and heinous chemical dumping incidents in Missouri and Alabama.4
He's also in favor putting the "Monsanto rider" provision in the 2012 Farm Bill – a rider that would prevent a federal court from putting in place court-ordered restrictions on a GE crop, even if the approval were fraudulent or involved bribery, among other things.
Unfortunately, Mitt Romney is just one in a line of politicians who support and promote GE foods as being just as safe and "natural" as conventional foods while privately serving up nothing but organic for their own families. President Obama, as his predecessors George W. Bush and Bill Clinton, have all reportedly insisted on an organic diet.
Mother Jones writes:5
"What's my evidence that the Clintons and Bushes ate organic? Get this, from someone who knows – Walter Scheib,6 who served as White House executive chef during the Clinton and Bush years:
'From 1994 to 2005 I was the executive chef at the White House. This offered me not only the personal honor of serving two unique and interesting first families, but the professional challenge of fulfilling Hillary Clinton's mandate of bringing contemporary American cuisine and nutritionally responsible food to the White House.'
This meant that nearly all the product used was obtained from local growers and suppliers. There was a small garden on the roof of the White House where produce was grown. The ethic of the purchasing and the cooking at the White House under my direction and under the continuing direction of [current Obama White House executive chef] Cris Comerford is one of respect for the pedigree of the product and manner it is grown, gathered, raised or caught.
The Clinton and Bush families dined regularly on organic foods. Both wagyu and grass-fed beef were frequently used." [Emphasis mine}
Scheib was again quoted in a 2009 article by Think Progress,7 stating that Laura Bush was "adamant that in ALL CASES if an organic product was available it was to be used in place of a non-organic product." Meanwhile, the article lists a number of atrocious food policies instituted by her husband. Who knows, perhaps she was so adamant about organics because she knew the quality and safety of conventional food was rapidly going down the toilet?
Guess Who Said: "Everything That's in a Bottle or Package is Like Poison in a Way That Most People Don't Even Know"
The Obama White House may be even more progressive about healthful dining than previous Presidents. In a 2008 article about First Lady Michelle Obama, published in The New Yorker:8
"...One morning, during a roundtable at Ma Fischer's, a diner in Milwaukee, Elizabeth Crawford, a recently divorced caterer with two children, brought up the subject of the eating habits of American families. 'I really, really hope that Barack will jump on that,' she said.
Then, having given thoughtful but boilerplate responses most of the morning, [Michelle] Obama suddenly departed from her script. It was the most animated I saw her on the campaign trail. 'You know,' she said, 'in my household, over the last year we have just shifted to organic for this very reason. I mean, I saw just a moment in my nine-year-old's life – we have a good pediatrician, who is very focused on childhood obesity, and there was a period where he was, like, 'Mmm, she's tipping the scale.'
So we started looking through our cabinets... You know, you've got fast food on Saturday, a couple days a week you don't get home. The leftovers, good, not the third day! ...So that whole notion of cooking on Sunday is out. ... And the notion of trying to think about a lunch every day! ...So you grab the Lunchables, right? And the fruit-juice-box thing, and we think – we think – that's juice.
And you start reading the labels and you realize there's high-fructose corn syrup in everything we're eating. Every jelly, every juice. Everything that's in a bottle or a package is like poison in a way that most people don't even know..."
Yes, high-fructose corn syrup is one of the most atrocious ingredients in the American food supply today in terms of what it does to your health. Not only is fructose a major contributor to metabolic syndrome, diabetes and obesity, the vast majority of it is also derived from genetically engineered corn, which has its own increasingly well-documented ill health effects. Most recently, the world's first lifetime feeding study using Monsanto GE corn found it caused massive breast tumors, kidney and liver damage, and other serious health problems.
Michelle Obama is certainly not the only one who has referred to high-fructose corn syrup as a poison. According to Dr. Robert Lustig, excess fructose does act like a toxin in your body, and Dr. Don Huber has spoken out about the two-fold toxic effects of GE crops: 1) due to the genetic alteration of the plant itself, and 2) the glyphosate sprayed on GE Roundup Ready crops.
President Obama Aware of Issue But Doing Nothing About it
Sadly, while the Obama's are undoubtedly well aware of the health dangers of processed foods in general and genetically engineered foods specifically, their personal belief system has not filtered into the food policies that affect the rest of the population.
On the contrary, the President has spent the last four years appointing one Monsanto shill after another into key federal positions that wield near-absolute power over agricultural issues. Mrs. Obama's efforts to promote organic foods, which included a much publicized White House organic garden, were also quickly tempered and toned down by a personal visit from The Mid America CropLife Association, an agribusiness media group, who "urged the first lady to give conventional agriculture equal time," according to a 2009 Politico article.9
Topping it all off, the President has also completely ignored his pre-election promise to IMMEDIATELY label GE foods, should he win, "because Americans should know what they're buying."
Well, it's become abundantly clear that Big Biotech and their political lackeys will not even allow us to make an informed decision on this issue by reading our own food labels. And you'd have to be supremely naïve to not question the absurd dichotomy between public policies on GE and organic foods, and the private decisions made by those in charge and "in the know."
Monsanto Runs and Regulates US Agriculture
In the first three years of the Obama Administration, 10 different genetically engineered crops, and even a genetically modified animal, have been approved by the US Department of Agriculture (USDA), according to Food & Water Watch.10 All without a single shred of proof that these foods are actually safe for long-term consumption (or in the case of today's children – lifetime consumption). Could this have anything to do with the fact that highly influential people within the USDA were previous employees of, or have other personal ties to, Monsanto?
The Secretary of Agriculture is Tom Vilsack, a strong Monsanto supporter selected by President-elect Obama in 2008.11 As governor of Iowa, Vilsack frequently traveled in Monsanto's private jets, and was named Governor of the Year by the Biotechnology Industry Organization.
The director of the National Institute of Food and Agriculture is Roger Beachy, a former director of the Monsanto Danforth Center.
The General Counsel for the USDA is Ramona Romero, who came straight from DuPont, another major biotech company with GE crop patents, where she held a number of key positions, including Corporate Counsel for complex commercial and antitrust litigation, and Corporate Counsel and Manager of Operations and Partnering.
Even the Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton, has old ties to Monsanto via the Rose Law firm.
Getting the picture? The US Food and Drug Administration (FDA) and other federal agencies are similarly stacked with former Monsanto employees. Likewise, when it comes to selecting which Presidential candidate might be better for organic foods and our agriculture system, both Romney and Obama's actions speak louder than words. They do one thing privately, and "sell" another agenda to the public. Neither of them is a champion for Real Food in the US, and both of them cater and yield to the wills of multinational food and biotech companies.
Monsanto VP Now US Food Safety Czar – What's Wrong With This Picture?
In 2009, President Obama appointed former Monsanto VP for Public Policy, Michael Taylor, as a senior adviser for the FDA, turning a deaf ear to the loud protests from consumer groups. Taylor is currently serving as the deputy commissioner for foods at the FDA – a position that includes ensuring food labels contain clear and accurate information. He also oversees strategy for food safety, and planning new food safety legislation.
To say he's a fox guarding a hen house would be an understatement. This sentiment is shared by most people who are even remotely aware of food safety issues. At the time of Taylor's appointment, GE expert Jeffrey Smith commented:12
"The person who may be responsible for more food-related illness and death than anyone in history has just been made the US food safety czar. This is no joke."
Now, the opposition is gaining steam yet again with an online petition13 calling for Taylor's removal.
"President Obama, I oppose your appointment of Michael Taylor. Taylor is the same person who was Food Safety Czar at the FDA when genetically modified organisms were allowed into the U.S. food supply without undergoing a single test to determine their safety or risks. This is a travesty," the petition reads.
1 Mother Jones September 26, 2012
2 Today Show September 24, 2012
3 Pamelahsacks.com
4 ABC News September 27, 2012
5 See ref 1
6 New York Times December 30, 2008
7 Think Progress January 15, 2009
8 The New Yorker March 10, 2008
9 Politico June 17, 2009
10 Food & Water Watch
11 New York Times December 16, 2008
12 Responsibletechnology.org
13 Signon.org Tell Obama to Cease FDA ties to Monsanto Petition
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Lots of things have been happening in my little corner of the world.
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As I was driving the three hours to my daughter's college campus yesterday, our truck weighted down by her bed, her clothes, and treasures – all of the things that didn't fit in her jam packed car – I had some time to reflect on the feeling of bombardment that has come over me in the past weeks. I've been feeling such a sense of unease over what I haven't done. The responsibilities I've felt I let down. The people with whom I haven't connected.
I took some time to (safely/legally via voice command, lest you think I would endanger others) call a few friends I haven't spoken to in some time just to say hello and let them know I have been thinking of them. My goal was simply to tell them they were on my mind. I was feeling like a terrible friend and I wanted to reach out.
My conversation with one took an interesting turn, though, and I was so enriched by what she had to say to me.
What if, she said, we all just stopped saying sorry for what we don't do?
I've been feeling like I'm in the middle of some weird combination game of dodgeball and dunk tank where I have to either catch it or duck it and if I don't I get soaked and have to start all over. Or worse – drown. Add to that a complete exhaustion, PLUS the natural busyness that comes with the back to school time of year and WHAM! A recipe for disaster.
As moms, as women, we are so hard on ourselves. Of course I feel tired. I'm up every three hours giving my son his medicine. Of course I have a lot to do. (Scroll up for a recap.) I have been saying sorry for not doing this or that. No one has expected me to; it was just me.
Ladies, and gentlemen, give yourselves some grace. You might not be able to do anything about the wobbly leg feeling for awhile. It might just be the state of things for a bit. Life happens. My life is nuts right now. It certainly isn't the first time and it will not be the last, but I can give myself some latitude. I can choose to not expect more of myself than I would any other person.
After all, lots of things are happening around here and I'm only one person.


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I had just given the girl a brief rundown about the runes on Doug's hat, and how they had reacted when I possessed Scout while she was wearing it. After giving her the ten second explanation of where they'd come from, she had very nearly turned back the way we'd come to make a beeline straight for the boy in question before I'd quickly stopped her.
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That brought me back around, and I coughed before nodding. "Right, Doug's hat." Briefly, I explained everything to her, telling the woman what he'd told us about where those symbols came from, as well as what had happened when we used them. It was basically the same thing I'd just told Theia a minute earlier, but with maybe a couple more details.
When I was done, Sariel continued to stare at me for a few long seconds as she wrapped her mind around it. "Whispers," she murmured thoughtfully. "Beings trapped between universes that control people by talking to them… And those spells that Douglas Frey and his great-great-grandfather found allow them to be both seen, and stops their whispering."
"And probably other things too," I confirmed with a shrug. "Doug can tell you more about it, I just know the bullet points. But like I was telling Theia over there, we can't just drag him out of bed to talk about it. Or, you know, I won't just drag him out of bed to talk about it. Not after everything that just happened. Not after Rudolph–" Stopping myself then, I winced before finishing with a lame, "Doug's earned a rest. I'm not disturbing him right now when it's not an emergency."
Sariel gave a slight nod at that. "Of course not," she agreed readily. "We can wait for that. Let the boy sleep. Still, I am… curious about these so-called Whispers. And about these spells."
"Do you think they could be other Seosten?" I asked, curiously. "I mean, Seosten from another universe. Or some kind of evolutionary split. Or… huh, there's kind of a lot of options."
Tabbris's head bobbed quickly as she slipped down to stand beside her mother. "Uh huh," she put in. "Um, maybe Cronus made them? Before he did… whatever he did with the Fomorians."
Right, we'd learned about the ancient pre-possession ability Seosten who had experimented on making a clone for his dying son and ended up creating Cronus. After that, things just got worse.
"Felicity is correct," Sariel murmured softly, her voice sounding absent, as if her mind was mostly elsewhere. "These so-called Whispers could be many different things. They could come from Cronus, or something else… Perhaps they were–" She cut herself off abruptly, head giving a firm shake. "But we can think about that later. There are other things to focus on now."
The woman started to say something else, before blinking at Theia. She paused, visibly scanning the girl up and down before speaking quietly. "Well, hello, there. You're… Theia, yes? Things were very busy before. We didn't have much of a chance to actually meet."
For Theia's part, she was busy chewing on her fist so hard I could actually see blood. It was almost like she was trying to cram it into her mouth. The fist itself was clenched tight enough that the knuckles had turned white, and her arm visibly shook before she got it under control. Her voice, when she spoke, cracked just a little bit. "Yes, Theia-I am…" She paused briefly, as if just realizing that her speech-pattern had made answering the question redundant. "… Yes."
"Theia." Saying that name, Sariel paused before lifting her chin as she watched the girl's reaction to her next words closely. "Abigail said that name was actually short for another."
Theia nodded once. "Yes, Miss Abigail thought that the name Aletheia would be good. We thought it was too long, and would stand out as Seosten. Theia is shorter. And less obvious."
Sariel raised an eyebrow at that. "Stand out as Seosten… does that mean that you don't know who the original Aletheia was? When Abigail told me about your reaction to the name, I assumed that you rejected the full version out of some… loyalty to your mother."
In that moment, Theia looked just as confused and curious as Tabbris and I did. All three of us were just staring at the woman. "Loyalty?" the girl in question echoed. "What would Kushiel have to do with this Aletheia? Theia-I have never heard of her. Miss Abigail said only that Apollo's stories say she is the daughter of Zeus, devoted to truth. Theia-I was called a Lie. Miss Abigail thought the name of another daughter of Zeus, a name that meant truth, was… better."
Kushiel, I noticed. She'd called the woman Kushiel, not 'Mother' or any derivative. That was interesting. I wondered briefly how long she'd been doing that, even just in her head.
She also wasn't laughing and carrying on nearly as much as I was accustomed to. It was like being around Sariel had completely sobered her, as if she was in… awe or something. Or maybe it was seeing the way the woman interacted with her daughter. Either way, she was very clearly affected by it. And by the attention that Sariel was devoting to her right then. Although, to be fair, she had also seemed different from the moment that I'd seen her after she'd been taken in by Abigail. But still, this was something even more obvious than that.
For her part, Sariel took that in before slowly shaking her head with a darkly muttered, "Of course she wouldn't tell you anything about that. She wouldn't want you to know."
"Wouldn't want her to know what, Mama?" Tabbris was just as curious as Theia and I clearly were. Her eyes darted back and forth between the other girl and her mother.
Pausing briefly to collect her thoughts, Sariel began with, "Aletheia was a real person, a crew member on the Olympus." A beat passed, before, "And she was Puriel's lover."
Okay, if I had been drinking anything just then, I would've spit it out. "His lover? His–what–but she's his daughter in the myths. And yeah, I know ancient Greeks and Romans could be pretty screwed up. But–but–what? That doesn't even–why would they–what?"
In response to that utterly incoherent rambling, Theia pointed to me. "What she said."
Before responding, Sariel glanced back as if to see if Gaia and Gabriel were ready. Satisfied that we weren't making them wait, she explained, "First, yes, she was a real person. And in her case, Aletheia was her real name, not one adopted solely for our time on Earth. She was written to be Puriel–or Zeus's daughter at Kushiel's rather firm insistence."
I whistled low. "You know these are the same myths that don't exactly show Hera or Zeus in a very good light? I mean, the things they show Zeus getting up to… sexually… uhh, if Kushiel didn't step in then, but did step in to make sure this Aletheia person was depicted as his daughter? That's just–I mean–wow. She really must've hated her. But I thought that–I mean I assumed that–I mean… I didn't think that Seosten really went all for total monogamy. Which is kind of a weird assumption I guess, since I don't have any examples otherwise. But plenty of Heretics don't, and I guess I assumed it came from the Seosten."
"Some do, some don't, just like Heretics," Sariel informed me. "But in any case, that was not the source of Kushiel's hatred of Aletheia. She did not rightly care who or how many beings Puriel might have had intercourse with. No, in her eyes, Aletheia's far greater sin was in the fact that Puriel listened to her. He heeded her words, her advice. And that was something that Kushiel could not abide."
"Kushiel didn't hate Aletheia because the woman had sex with her husband," I started slowly. "That part was fine. She hated her because Puriel took her advice and listened to her?" My mouth opened and shut twice, three times, as no sound emerged. Finally, I managed, "Wow."
"That," Sariel confirmed, "is the gist of it. Puriel listened to Aletheia. I believe he may even have loved her. He certainly respected her opinion. Kushiel loathed that fact. It was actually the source of a lot of their arguments. She tried to have… well, let's just say Aletheia probably would have been in much worse shape if Puriel hadn't put his foot down. The fights they had about her…" Slowly shaking her head, the woman seemed lost in her memories for a moment before focusing. "In any case, Kushiel insisted that Aletheia be depicted as Zeus's daughter."
"And he turned around and made her represent truth," I murmured, shaking my head in wonder at Apollo's audacity even back then. "That must've pissed Kushiel off pretty bad too."
"Oh, it did," Sariel confirmed. "But it also fit. Aletheia was very good at her job. She worked as Puriel's assistant, and she was one of the most organized and bureaucratically-capable people I have ever met. Even for a Seosten, her memory and quick recall was extraordinary. She was obsessed with working within the system, with following rules and keeping everything clean. And I mean that both literally and figuratively. As Puriel's assistant, Aletheia worked twenty hours a day for awhile just to run all of the behind-the-scenes things on the ship. She held a lot of influence, both through paperwork and through contacts that she had. Not only with Puriel, but with every department on the ship. And off the ship. She was the one who most of our station resuppliers talked to if they weren't dealing with Kushiel herself."
"They talked to Kushiel about supplying the ship?" I couldn't help but put in. "Those poor guys."
The woman nodded. "Kushiel's position on the ship was to track supplies, fuel, ammunition, and so forth. She was our logistics expert. Which means that she should have worked closely with Aletheia. But… well, she found ways around that. And when she couldn't, things tended to get… bad. Puriel learned not to let them work together, putting them on different projects. He had to stop Aletheia from doing everything she wanted to do to help the ship because Kushiel refused to work with her."
"I wish I could say her being that petty surprised me," I muttered, "but it really doesn't. Actually, the only surprising part about that story is that Puriel stood up for this Aletheia."
Theia herself, who had been quiet for a bit with a thoughtful look, finally spoke up. "Theia-I was…given a name that Kushiel would hate, wasn't I?"
"Oh lords yes," Sariel confirmed emphatically. "If and when she discovers that you have taken up that name, Kushiel will be indescribably furious. She may literally discover the power to spontaneously combust. She will be…" Trailing off, the woman considered her words. "She will be angrier, perhaps, than we have ever seen her."
For a moment, Theia was quiet. She seemed to be chewing that over in her mind (maybe with Pace's help), before looking up once more. Her eyes met Sariel's, and she gave a firm nod.
"So do you know where she is now? Or what happened to her?"
It was a few minutes later, and I was walking through the ridiculously photogenic crystal cave that Gaia had apparently sent the Seosten prototype transport to back when the Committee had shown up at the desert. So much had happened between then and now that it felt like weeks had passed since then, rather than only a couple of days. Sariel, Gaia, Theia, Gabriel, and Tabbris were there with me, though it was the first one I had directed that question to.
Sariel paused, looking to me. "The original Aletheia? The last that I knew for certain when I was still… loyal, she had been banished by Kushiel to a remote, backwater colony on the edge of known space. Though I did hear… rumors from other prisoners in the past few years that she was taken from there and recruited by Chayyiel to run her day-to-day dealings."
"Chayyiel," I murmured under my breath. "She's the 'oh fuck run it's not really an innocent little kid' Seosten, right?"
A tiny smile crossed the woman's face then, before her head dipped in a slight nod. "That… sums things up fairly well, yes. Though running would–never mind. Yes. Aletheia may be working for Chayyiel, if those rumors are true. I never saw it for myself, but then, the people who said it were very insistent that she had made it into the promised Choir."
That made me blink. "The promised Choir?" From the corner of my eye, I saw Gaia also paying attention, her gaze moving to Sariel as she interrupted her ongoing silent conversation with Gabriel.
"The Libero Choir, it has been called in more recent days," Sariel replied. "A Choir where all are treated equally, Seosten or not. A Choir where merit is found in actions and work, not in birth. From the rumors that were spread through the prison, the Libero Choir, Chayyiel's Choir, is one where Seosten must treat their hosts with dignity, where they work together."
We'd reached the transport itself by then, but I stopped walking, staring at her. "But– but if that was true, why would–"
I had to stop myself there, because I'd almost asked why Jophiel and Elisabet would be working to prove humans and Seosten could be partners if Chayyiel had a whole Choir acting that way. Luckily, I had a way of covering that worked just as well.
"Why would Athena need to have a whole underground rebel group devoted to that kind of thing if there's already an actual Choir that does it?"
It was actually Gabriel who spoke up then, his voice contemplative. "It seems to me that the Seosten Empire is quite expansive."
"Yes," Sariel confirmed. "Think of Chayyiel's Choir as… a single city here on Earth, compared to every city in the world. Not even a leading one like New York or London or Shanghai. A smaller city. Something closer to Akron, Ohio. Population of roughly two-hundred thousand. Two hundred thousand people out of a total world population of seven and a half billion. Two hundred thousand are not going to be able to influence very much, no matter how free they are. Chayyiel's Choir is much the same. Athena is attempting to change everything, not simply one Choir. And no matter how useful she is, if Chayyiel was seen to be consorting with her group, she would be removed from her position and her Choir would be… put back to the way it was."
That made sense. And it also helped explain why Jophiel couldn't work with her, conveniently enough.
The ramp of the tube-shaped transport slid open, and I again saw all those cryogenic pods inside. Sariel led the way up, with the rest of us following along behind. Theia was last, slowly trailing after the rest of us. When I glanced that way, I could see a look of hesitation, like she wasn't sure she wanted to be here.
I had to imagine that being around a bunch of people that her mother had systematically tortured and repeatedly impregnated on what amounted to a rape farm had to be pretty uncomfortable. Especially given what little I knew about how said mother had treated her.
Still, she came. And she was quiet, still clearly working to behave herself. I wondered how much of that was Theia, and how much was Pace coaching her.
We reached the back of the transport, where Sariel brought up the computer with the listing of all prisoners. "We were looking at this one earlier…" As she spoke, a light came on over one particular stasis pod. "Larees, of the Tleken Choir."
She explained how this particular Seosten had been arrested fifteen years earlier after she had assaulted a superior officer who ordered her to have an entire city razed after it had fallen into the hands of local rebels. Apparently this Larees had spent seven years in a military brig before being transferred to Kushiel's custody, where she had been impregnated fifty-seven times in the past eight years, six of which had been carried all the way to delivery.
It was pretty fucked up, but that was just par for the course by that point.
In any case, this Larees was Sariel's first choice to release and talk to, and I couldn't blame her for that. The woman had been imprisoned for fifteen years because she refused to wholesale massacre a bunch of innocent people just to stop a rebellion. And more than that, she hadn't just refused, she had assaulted her superior officers over it. If she didn't deserve to be pulled out of stasis and hopefully freed, no one in this group did.
So, with a gesture, Gaia made the pod start its unlocking and opening sequence. While that was happening, she observed, "The security for these pods is quite extensive. It's lucky that you and the Moon children were able to find a way to open Sariel's so easily."
Oh boy. I'd been expecting this question. I had no idea when it would come, but I'd known it would eventually. And… well, quite frankly, lying right now made me feel like shit. Worse than shit. But… what else could I do? We were incapable of telling the truth about our deal with Jophiel and Elisabet, and there wasn't any way of explaining it without mentioning them.
So, I just shrugged and kept my attention on the opening pod. "Yeah," I replied, "good thing that woman back in the lab had the codes for us to get out of her."
There. That was… about as close to the truth as we could get. There was no reason for me to get specific about it unless they pressed, at which point I would say that I'd possessed her to find out what the codes were. But at this point, all I had said was that we'd gotten the codes out of a woman in the lab. That was the absolute truth.
It felt like someone might have asked something else about it, but by that point, the pod had finished opening, and I saw a female figure inside. But before I could make out any details, the figure abruptly moved. And by moved, I mean she was suddenly on her feet, out of the pod, and had her fist flying at the nearest figure.
Unfortunately for her, that figure happened to be Sariel. I saw the blonde woman's head jerk back before she caught the extended arm, turning to guide the other figure around in a quick circle that took her momentum away before stopping short, still holding her arm.
"Larees!" Sariel blurted. "Conquieso." She immediately released the woman while taking a step back, hands raised as she said more in Latin, clearly trying to calm her down.
I got my first good look at the other Seosten then. She was short. Shorter than me, actually. I estimated her height around Sands and Scout's, which meant she was a flat five feet. Her hair was cut short and spiky, and was mostly black with dark blue tips, both of which contrasted with her pale skin. But what stood out the most about her was that she had a tattoo of what looked like a blue-green phoenix taking up half her face. Or at least the head and part of the body of one. It was the side profile of the bird's head, taking up basically all of the left side of her face. The head was positioned and angled just right so that the woman's left eye appeared to be the bird's eye. Its beak went down just under her other eye.
It was distracting, to say the least. I had to tear my attention away from it as the woman launched into a long bit of Latin that I didn't have a prayer of following. She was staring at Sariel, briefly glancing to the rest of us now and then, but mostly focusing on the woman in front of her. I heard 'Sariel' a few times in there, along with a tone of disbelief and confusion that I could make out very well despite not understanding her actual words.
"Well," Theia announced nearby, "someone's a potty mouth."
Finally, Sariel managed to get more than a couple words in edgewise. She kept her hands raised, speaking just as quickly as the other woman. Again, I couldn't follow along. At least until she switched to English. "See? It's okay. You are okay, Larees of Tleken."
"You expect me to believe that you are truly the Sariel and that this is not some trick?" Apparently Sariel had either asked her to switch to English as well, or the woman had taken her doing it as a guide. Either way, I could understand her now. And she didn't seem very happy. Not very happy at all.
"Your tricks are wearing thin, Kushiel bitch. Futue te ipsum, obscenus scortum."
"Told you she had a potty mouth," Theia calmly observed.
"Hey!" That was Tabbris, lunging into view to take her mother's arm. "Don't talk to my mama like that!"
I was pretty sure there was nothing in existence that could have derailed this Larees woman's tirade more effectively than that. She blinked at Tabbris, eyes widening in shock before she stammered a confused, "Child. A… you are… what?" Her eyes returned to Sariel, to find the woman holding a field-engraver out to her.
"Go ahead," Sariel announced softly. "Test."
For a moment, Larees didn't move at all. She just stared, before slowly reaching out to take the field-engraver. As Sariel offered her arm, the woman hesitated, then moved to draw a quick spell there. Gaia and Gabriel both looked interested, but neither moved to stop this.
"What…?" I started, glancing to Theia in confusion.
"Signature spell," the girl replied without looking at me. "Every person ever has a unique signature aura, part of their magic, see? Three parts. Two parts their parents. One for mother, one for father. Third part them. New, unique, only theirs. Impossible to fake, impossible to change. Proves who their parents are and who they are. Makes things safe from imposters, shapeshifters… Fomorian creations…"
Sure enough, as we watched, three holographic shapes appeared in the air just above Sariel's arm. The first looked like a backwards C with an equals sign through the middle of it, a diagonal curved line above it, and a sideways number two just underneath. The second symbol was a teepee (or an A without the line in the middle) and then another one on its side just a bit to the right, with an oval in the space between them. And the third symbol looked like a circle broken in half, with each side pulled a bit away from each other. In the space between them was an infinity symbol, and there was a thick line across the top of the whole thing, from one end of the broken circle half to the other end.
It was enough, apparently. Larees stared at the holographic symbols, mouthing a word under her breath before her gaze snapped to the woman herself. "You are… but you…" Her head dropped then, as she stammered, "Ap-apologies, Lady Sariel. I was–" She stopped then, slowly looking up once more. Her eyes looked to the rest of us, then at the pods around her before she focused on Sariel once more. "… I don't understand."
So, Sariel explained, with some help from Gaia and Gabriel. She told the woman that we were on Earth, that she had been rescued and we were working on letting out as many of the Seosten prisoners as we could. She explained that we had to start with people who could be trusted, and that that was why she'd gone with Larees first. It was a long explanation, and she barely touched the surface. Through it all, the other woman just stood there and stared.
Finally, Sariel finished (at least that very minor, surface-level explanation), ending with, "Understand that Gaia Sinclaire and Gabriel Prosser here, human Heretics, are both able to tell if you are untruthful. Do you wish to help us? It will mean hurting our own people, fighting our own people. They–"
Larees held up a hand to stop her. Grunting something under her breath, she turned back to the pod she had been kept in, using the field-engraver to start scrawling something. Sariel leaned over, taking a quick glance before giving the rest of us a shake of her head to show that it was okay. Once the spell was done, the woman reached out to it, and her hand disappeared into thin air.
"Pocket vault spell," Theia informed me. "Make the spell, put something in it, then take it out later."
Well, that sounded useful. And interesting. But what was the woman reaching for, a weapon, something that could protect her, information to use against Kushiel?
Alcohol. She was reaching for alcohol. Her hand came back out with a clear bottle full of bright, neon green liquid, which she popped the top of of with a practiced flick of her finger before downing three-quarters of the bottle in one long pull.
Sighing with relief, Larees cracked her neck and gave a slow smile. "You have no idea how long I've needed that." She finished the bottle with another quick pull before tossing it casually over her shoulder. It disappeared back through the invisible portal and into her pocket vault. "You want to know if I want to fight our own people, our whole civilization?"
Sariel met her gaze. "Not all of them. There are other groups–"
"The Aelaestiam," Larees finished for her. "Yeah. Heard about them in prison. Auriel's people. She… we talked about joining up with her for awhile. Made an attempt to get out. That's what got me transferred to Kushiel's tender fucking mercies."
Something flickered behind the woman's gaze, and she reached back through her portal without looking, taking a fresh bottle. Opening it with the same finger-flick, she took a smaller drink that time, savoring it more. With a sigh, she continued. "Our people locked me in regular prison for seven years, then sent me to be experimented on and repeatedly impregnated like some kind of feusten for another eight. I have six children out there that I will probably never see again. And why?" She took another drink, a longer one that time before answering her own question. "Because I thought slaughtering two hundred and seventeen thousand living beings who made the mistake of not wanting to be enslaved might have been going a little too far." With each subsequent word, the woman's voice turned darker, before she took yet another drink.
"So you want to know if I want to change things, if I'm willing to fight our own people? I say fuck yes, I'm ready. Something has to change. If that means working with these… these humans? Whatever. We need as much help as we can get anyway. And I guarantee you, a lot of the people here are going to feel the same way. Not all of them, but a lot.
"I am on Team Fuck The Establishment. Any person, group, or Cronus-damned species who wants to climb aboard that train?" Her fist suddenly lashed out, punching the pod she had been kept in. "The more the fucking merrier."
That all said, she pointed with the bottle toward Tabbris. "She was born in there, wasn't she? You got her out. You found a way to get her out."
"That… yes, it is a long story," Sariel informed her. "I will tell you about it. But first, introductions. As I said, this is one of my daughters, Tabbris. That is Gaia Sinclaire and Gabriel Prosser."
"Heard of you both, actually," Larees informed them idly. "More the former than the latter, but yeah. Names are familiar. You're supposed to be bad news. So uhh, good to meet you."
"This," Sariel continued with a gesture toward me, "is Felicity Chambers, a… student, a young Heretic. She was part of the group who rescued us, along with my two hybrid children. My–"
"What?" Larees's gaze had snapped that way, eyes widening. "Did you say… are you saying that you had… that you've… procreated with… with…"
"She's married!" The defiant announcement came from Tabbris, as the girl stared hard up at the woman. "Mama married Mr. Moon."
"Haiden," Sariel explained. "And yes, he is human. He's… trapped in our space right now, with others. We've had two children, Tristan and Vanessa. They're Felicity's age."
"And they're actually–I mean they actually… nothing went…" It looked like Larees couldn't decide how to finish that sentence, before she finally gave up and took another pull of her drink. Heaving a sigh, she muttered, "That's supposed to be impossible."
"I assure you," Sariel replied, "they are quite real. And Haiden is my husband."
It looked like both her and Tabbris were ready for the woman to question or insult that. But Larees just stood there, staring down at her half-empty bottle for a few seconds before giving a languid shrug. "You know what, fuck it. If it works, it works. Now what about this one?" She used that bottle to point toward Theia.
"This…" Sariel paused before stepping that way. "This is Pace. She's being possessed by Aletheia."
"Aletheia?" Larees immediately blurted, "As in–"
"Not that Aletheia," Sariel corrected. "She is…" She looked to the girl in question, waiting for her to nod before continuing. "She is Puriel and Kushiel's daughter."
That made Larees spit up the bit of her drink she'd just taken. "I'm sorry, what?" she blurted out loud. "Puriel and Kushiel's daughter? That–what–well fuck I can see why anyone spawned from that bitch would turn against her, but they don't have a daughter last time I checked."
"They did, they do." Sariel glanced to Theia once more. "They're just ashamed of her."
"Ashamed–why would–" Larees stopped then, her eyes moving back to Theia as well. "… a Lie. They had a Lie. The great Kushiel and Puriel… gave birth to a Lie. Their own child is a Lie, a–"
"Stop that!" It was Tabbris. The girl had put herself in front of Theia, eyes blazing. "Stop saying it like that! Stop calling her that! She didn't do anything wrong–I mean, for that. How'd you like it if everyone hated you because of how you were born? What if every other Seosten had brown eyes and they all hated you because your eyes aren't brown? What if they all called you a freak and a monster because of what color your eyes were?"
"Eyes that aren't brown wouldn't be one step closer to Cronus," Larees informed her in a flat voice before taking another sip of her drink. "But… yeah. Yeah, maybe." She looked a little troubled by that, frowning to herself before shaking her head as she looked toward Sariel. "Your daughter's pretty fierce."
"Yes…" Sariel agreed with a little smile. "She is."
More introductions went around then. Larees didn't call Theia a Lie again, but I could tell that she didn't trust her very much, if at all. She spoke with Gaia and Gabriel together, a brief conversation happening between them before Sariel drew everyone's focus back to the pods.
"We need to go over some of these names," she announced, "I'd like to know who you recognize."
With that, Sariel brought up the list in question once more. "I looked through it before," she started slowly, "and there is one pod that confuses me." She sent the holographic display skimming until she found the right one, then brought it up to show us. Floating there in the air were the words, 'Kemetiel, Sahveniah, Penemue, Grisiniel.' That was followed by what looked like weird symbols that might have been numbers.
"Roughly fifty-four kilograms," Sariel translated, "or one hundred and twenty pounds. So it must be a single person. But all these names, I thought they may be aliases. And unlike the other entries, there is no other information."
"Sounds like a secret prisoner," Larees put in with a shrug. "Multiple aliases, maybe? Or a code for a project."
"But why would they go by multiple names?" Tabbris piped up then. "Wouldn't that make them stand out more?"
"It is not multiple names." That was Theia. She was already standing over by the pod in question. "It is multiple people."
"But that's impossible," I pointed out while shaking my head. "Four names? That's four people. Four Seosten who only weigh a hundred and twenty pounds all together and fit in tha-oh."
"Indeed," Gaia murmured, clearly having realized before I did. "Oh." She reached out a hand toward the pod,and it came to life. The door slid open with a hiss and a few quiet beeps. And then we could see what we already knew was there. The reason there were four names, yet only enough weight for one adult.
It was because there wasn't one adult in that pod. Instead, strapped in there together were four much smaller, much younger figures. I would have guessed their ages at around two or three, maybe. We didn't just have a bunch of Seosten prisoners of war or whatever.
We also had Seosten toddlers.
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redpajama_set_name: RedPajamaCommonCrawl


Old Tower collection. Probably transferred from the Palace at Greenwich about 1649. Transferred from Windsor, 1914.
Wooden tree covered in modern velvet.
A.R. Dufty and W. Reid, European Armour in the Tower of London, 1968, plate CLIV, CLV detail.
Valued with VI.99 A. RC2: Permission to lend required from the sovereign.


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Adelia M. Hoyt memoir and photographs
60 UNFOLDING YEARS from school to school and making comparative tests. Again I had to reject what seemed a wonderful opportunity. It was thought I could not well be spared from home and the growing work for the blind in Iowa; also, it was a question if my heath would stand the strain. I recommended Miss L. Pearl Howard, a graduate of the Iowa School. She was duly appointed and acquitted herself well. She not only visited the schools in the United States and Canada, but she crossed the Atlantic twice to study English Braille in England. I will not deny that I was a little envious of her in having such opportunities to travel and help in the work which now had become to me the all absorbing theme of my life. Not that I would have taken anything from her, or felt that i could have done better. We in Iowa were proud that one of our number had been able to do such a real service. I was fairly contented. There was never anything more satisfying to me than to make home comfortable for those I loved. Eva and I shared in the household tasks and got a lot of fun out of trying new recipes and attempting new things. My friends, father and sister Emma accepted Eva and came to be fond of her not only for herself -- but they soon saw what she could do for me. They were all most cooperative in making her feel at home with us. I also had my two clubs which offered mental and social stimulus. "The Mentor" the magazine in which my little story had appeared, had long been discontinued. However, in 1910 Mr. Charles F. F. Campbell had established "The Outlook for the Blind." He write to me asking permission to republish my story, "After Graduation" Of course, I was willing and on looking it over found very little change. I wrote a short "introduction" and again it went forth, destined this time to carry its message to a much larger audience. Later Mr, Campbell had it published in pamphlet for and sold in a limited edition. Mr. Walter G. Holmes also printed it in the "Ziegler Magazine" and it was translated into at least one foreign language. I received many complimentary letters and it brought me a host of acquaintances, both at home and abroad.


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President of the Republic, Michel Aoun, on Monday met at Baabda Palace with MP Talal Arslan and State Minister Saleh Gharib.In the wake of the meeting, Arslan said that there was a great deal of responsibility vis-a-vis the Syrian refugee dossier in Le...
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Glarus Nord is one of three municipalities of the canton of Glarus, Switzerland (the others being Glarus and Glarus Süd).

Effective from 1 January 2011, Glarus Nord incorporates the former municipalities of  Bilten, Filzbach, Mollis, Mühlehorn, Näfels, Niederurnen, Oberurnen and Obstalden.

History

Bilten

Bilten is first mentioned in 1050 as Billitun.

The area around Bilten was probably inhabited in the Roman era. By the mid-11th century, Schänis Abbey owned a large part of the village, and in 1178 the Pope confirmed Schänis Abbey's ownership of the village. St. Catherine's Chapel in the village was first mentioned in 1345. In either 1405/06 or 1415, the village joined the County of Glarus. The village's residents were no longer required to pay rents to Schänis Abbey after 1412, but remained partly under the Abbey's control until 1612. In 1528, the majority of the residents embraced the Protestant Reformation and converted to the new faith. Subsequently Bilten became part of the Reformed parish of Niederurnen. A village church was consecrated in 1607.

From the 16th until the 18th century, the alpine pastures around the village were used to raise large livestock for sale to other towns. As a sign of the growing wealth in Bilten, in 1608 a local family built the Renaissance style Elsener House. In the 18th century the local farmers gradually shifted from selling cattle to raising dairy cattle and selling dairy products. In the late 18th century, the Linth river began to silt up, and swamps and marshes formed along the river near Bilten. The marshy land caused disease which only ended with the Linth correction project of 1807-23. Between 1887 and 1939 the Biltener creek was gradually brought under control and channeled, ending its frequent flooding.

The first school was built in Bilten in 1839. In 1853 a boys' boarding school opened in the Elsener House, and it remained in operation until 1944. The village was connected to the Nordostbahn (Swiss North-eastern railway) network in 1875. Until the mid-20th century Bilten remained an agricultural village. The Kunz slaughterhouse, which opened in 1958 and closed in 1995, and the insulation and packaging material company Wannerit AG, which opened in 1964, brought some industry to Bilten. When the A3 motorway was built through the valley in 1973, a number of factories took advantage of the convenient transport links and moved into Bilten. By 1990, over three-quarters of the working population were employed in industry. In 1976, a wastewater treatment plant serving the Glarus valley and surrounding area was built in Bilten.

Filzbach

Filzbach is first mentioned in 1394 as Vilentzspach.

The ruins of a Roman watchtower, Vor dem Wald, from the time of Emperor Augustus indicate that the area was inhabited by the Roman era.  The tower was built in the second decade BC and abandoned in 16 AD.  Little is known about the village during the Middle Ages.  It first became part of Glarus after the Battle of Sempach in 1386.  The inhabitants of Filzbach were under the control of Schänis Abbey until the 14th century when they became part of the parish of Obstalden.  They converted to the new Reformed faith in 1528.

The farmers of Filzbach practiced subsistence agriculture into the 17th century.  By the 18th century most farmers raised orchards in their fields.  Today they live mostly on alpine herding.  During the 18th century many families also began cottage industry spinning and cloth making to bring in extra money.  A silk factory was built in 1889 and remained in operation for just over a century, closing in 1990.  A small tourism industry developed in the 19th century and in 1926 the small resort Lihn des Blauen Kreuzes opened.  After the Walenseestrasse was built along Walen Lake, tourism increased dramatically and two chair lifts were built.  The village school was built in 1838 and is still in operation today.

Mollis

Mollis is first mentioned in 1288.

The oldest trace of a settlement in Mollis is a Gallo-Roman temple discovered on the Hüttenböschen about  from Walen Lake. The temple was probably built between AD 50 and 150 and used until the 4th century. In the 8th century, Säckingen Abbey acquired several large estates in Mollis. Parts of the medieval Letzi fortification (a Cultural Property of National Significance in Näfels) were built near Beglingen village after the Battle of Näfels in 1388.

The village chapel was built in 1280. It was elevated to a church in 1319 and in 1444 became a parish church for the newly created Mollis parish.  Fridolin Brunner, the parish priest in 1523-25, introduced the Reformation to Mollis. However, many residents remained Catholic and the icons remained in the church and mass was celebrated until 1529. Once the village church converted to the new faith, the Catholic faithful joined the parishes of Näfels or Oberurnen. The current church was built in 1761 by Hans Ulrich Grubenmann, and the Roman Catholic St. Mary's Church opened in 1963.

Until the 15th century the local economy was dominated by subsistence agriculture and shepherding. After that time, sheep were gradually replaced by larger livestock such as cattle which summered in alpine pastures and were raised for sale. In the 18th century, local farmers switched to raising dairy cattle. In the 16th century a spring fed pool was built on the Walenberg and around 1600 another opened in Rüfi. From 1600 until the 19th century the pools and the visitors that they brought were another source of income for the village. Between 1714 and 1789 many of the residents began spinning cotton yarn, which raised the standard of living for the whole village. Another source of income came from many residents who became mercenary officers: so many officers from Mollis made their fortunes in foreign military service that the village became known as an "Aristocrats' Nest".  Following the 1798 French invasion and the conflicts during the Helvetic Republic, troops were often sent to Mollis and the population suffered under frequent occupation.

The construction of the Escher canal in 1807-11 and the Linth correction which finished in 1827 finally ended century-long conflicts with neighboring municipalities over the boundaries along the river.

The Kerenzerbergstrasse was built in 1836-51, and helped connect Mollis to the surrounding towns. In 1859 the United Swiss Railways built a station between Näfels and Mollis. In 1856 the Jenny & Co. spinning and weaving factory moved into the village. The large factory remained in operation until 1967. In 1860 Pfeiffer AG built a linen factory, which was acquired by the American Standard Textile Company in 2000.

The municipality built a school in 1862. The secondary school, which was open from 1863 until 1872 and then again after 1883 was used by students from Kerenzen village until 1973. A girls' boarding school opened in 1846. It later became a Children's and Youth Home, but this closed in 1983. A military airfield was built on the commons in 1936. It became a civilian airfield in 2005.

Mühlehorn
Mühlehorn is first mentioned in 1551 as Mülihorn.

Näfels
Näfels is first mentioned in 1240 as Nevels.

In 1388, the Swiss Confederates beat the Habsburgs at the Battle of Näfels.

Niederurnen
Niederurnen is first mentioned either before 1045 or between 1077 and 1101 as Niter Urnnen.

Oberurnen
Oberurnen is first mentioned in 1340 as Obern Urannen.

Obstalden
Obstalden is first mentioned in 1310.

Geography

The former municipalities that now make up Glarus Nord have a total combined area of .  Based on the 2004/09 survey about 37.2% of the total area is used for agricultural purposes, while 40.5% is forested.   Of the rest of the land, 6.0% is settled (buildings or roads) and 16.3% is unproductive land.  Over the past two decades (1979/85-2004/09) the amount of land that is settled has increased by  and the agricultural land has decreased by .

Demographics
Glarus Nord has a population () of .  , 22.6% of the population are resident foreign nationals.  Over the last 3 years (2010-2013) the population has changed at a rate of 4.31%.  The birth rate in the municipality, in 2013, was 11.2 while the death rate was 8.6 per thousand residents.

, children and teenagers (0–19 years old) make up 20.5% of the population, while adults (20–64 years old) are 62.9% and seniors (over 64 years old) make up 16.6%.

Historic Population
The historical population is given in the following chart:

Heritage sites of national significance
There are ten Swiss heritage sites of national significance located in the new municipality.  Bilten and Filzbach are both home to one, the Herrensitz Milt or Elsener house in Bilten and the Roman watchtower Vor dem Wald in Filzbach.  Mollis has three sites, the Herrensitz Haltli, the Hof and Höfli with garden pavillon at Steinackerstrasse 4 and the Zwicky house.  Näfels is also home to three sites, the Freuler Palace and Museum of Glarus, the Catholic Church of St. Hilarius and the medieval fortifications known as the Letzi.  Mühlehorn and Niederurnen both have one, the Hammerschmiede at Kohlplatz and the industrial plant and settlement of Jenny & Co., respectively.  There are also three sites on the Inventory of Swiss Heritage Sites, the entire village of Mollis, the urbanized village of Näfels and the Jenny & Co. factory site at Ziegelbrücke.

The remains of the Roman watchtower Vor dem Wald or Voremwald are preserved on rocky knolls about  above the southern shore of Walen Lake.  They were first mentioned in 1846 and were excavated in 1956-59 by Rudolf Fritz Legler and Laur-Belart.  The watchtower is a rectangular stone tower about  at the base.  It had a cistern within the tower and an oval, walled courtyard.  Pottery and weapons from the rule of Emperor Augustus indicate that the tower was occupied by the second decade BC.  Together with the forts Biberlikopf in Schänis, St. Gallen and Stralegg in Amden, St. Gallen it was probably built to support the Roman Alpine campaign in 15 BC.

Economy
, there were a total of 8,330 people employed in the municipality.  Of these, a total of 425 people worked in 158 businesses in the primary economic sector.  The secondary sector employed 3,487 workers in 263 separate businesses.  Finally, the tertiary sector provided 4,418 jobs in 878 businesses.  In 2013 a total of 3.7% of the population received social assistance.

Politics
In the 2015 federal election the most popular party was the BDP with 57.5% of the vote, followed by the SP with 38.4%.  The remaining 4.1% went to unaffiliated or minor party candidates.  In the federal election, a total of 4,355 votes were cast, and the voter turnout was 38.5%.  The 2015 election saw a large change in the voting when compared to 2011.  The percentage of the vote received by the SP increased sharply from 22.2% in 2011 to 38.4% in 2015, while the percentage that the BDP dropped from 66.5% to 57.5%.

Crime
In 2014 the crime rate, of the over 200 crimes listed in the Swiss Criminal Code (running from murder, robbery and assault to accepting bribes and election fraud), in Glarus Nord was 38.9 per thousand residents.  This rate is only 60.2% of the average rate in the entire country.  During the same period, the rate of drug crimes was 5.7 per thousand residents.  This rate is about half that of the nearby municipalities of Glarus and Glarus Süd and is only 57.6% of the national rate.

Transportation
The municipality is located on the A3 motorway.

There are four railway stations within the municipality:

  is on the Lake Zürich left-bank railway line. It is a stop on the Zürich S-Bahn S2 service that links Zürich and Ziegelbrücke. Ziegelbrücke railway station, just over the border in the canton of St Gallen, is on the same line, but also served by faster long-distance trains.
  and  are on the Ziegelbrücke–Linthal line. They are served by the Zürich S-Bahn S25 between Linthal and Zürich, and by the St. Gallen S-Bahn S6 between Rapperswil and Schwanden. Both services operate once per hour, combining to provide two trains per hour between Ziegelbrücke and Schwanden.
  is on the Ziegelbrücke–Sargans line. It is a stop on the S4 service of the St. Gallen S-Bahn, which operates in a circular fashion in the direction of  and .

Notable people
 Karl Josef von Bachmann (1734 in Näfels – 1792) Commander Swiss Guard for Louis XVI, executed during the French Revolution
 Niklaus Franz von Bachmann (1740 in Näfels – 1831 in Näfels) a Swiss general who fought in the Napoleonic Wars
 Fritz Zwicky (1898–1974) Bulgarian-born American astronomer, buried in Mollis village
 Friedrich Schröder (1910 in Näfels – 1972) a German composer of light music
 Martin Landolt (born 1968 in Näfels) a politician and member of the Swiss National Council

References

External links

official website
official tourism website

Municipalities of the canton of Glarus
Populated places on the Walensee

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